Review

Nothing compliments a big budget action flick better than a glass of cool mainstream rock. Not. You know, I wouldn’t be surprised if the film’s producer thought the actual movie was edgy and elite. Such a false assumption must have been a driving force for producing the film, so it’s quite predictable that the sound track turned out as regrettable as the film. Ironically, I wouldn’t even be surprised if the brains behind the Daredevil soundtrack thought the songs they picked were gritty. I only say all of this because they were dead wrong. The soundtrack to the film is about as edgy as Ben Affleck’s red, skin tight underwear.

I can just see it now. Ben Affleck, awakening from his coffin, gets up and puts his costume on. Deciding to go for a morning exercise, Daredevil prepares his high-tech musical device to play music as soon as he jumps off a building. Walking up to the ledge, he pauses for a second, and then leaps off. While falling, he could hear the sounds of the civilians walking the streets; he could hear the sounds of the cars; he could hear the sound of the music he was playing which was exactly the same kind of music that every radio in every vehicle in the vicinity was playing simultaneously. Oh wait, I guess that last part ruined it. Allow me to pose a question. Would the ultra-cool Daredevil, the one with heightened senses, the blind guy that still gets the girls - that guy - would Daredevil really settle for the radio friendly, average rock that the common man listens to? I highly doubt it.

No matter how many flimsy tracks are in the album, you have to give them props for including such an impressively popular roster. Almost all the big names of rock/post-grunge are here, so in that respect it did something right. It’s also impressive that every single song, at the time of the album, was newly produced. It’s safe to say that they didn’t gyp us in that respect either, and yet there is still so much to disrespect about the album. I don’t care if you’ve got the big names in music; both Transformers movies tried that and ended up with dreadful soundtracks. In the end, tossing a bunch of radio rock songs together and calling it a soundtrack is sloppy and cheap.

I saw this movie about 50 times cause I was madly "in love" with Jennifer Garner, but really I think seeing her dance around in her skin tight somethings just may have been the impetus to my first boner. Now you just need to review the elektra soundtrack...